The Color of Jadeite. Eric D. Goodman
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Название: The Color of Jadeite
Автор: Eric D. Goodman
Издательство: Ingram
Жанр: Триллеры
isbn: 9781627202879
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Mackenzie gasped. “You were in love with her, weren’t you?”
I hadn’t meant to reveal that much. “Well, I … yes.”
“You know you can never go back, right?”
“Thanks for the sage advice, kid.”
“I’m just saying. If you’re looking for what you had when you were a puppy, you won’t find it etched in jade.”
“No.” I resumed our walk. “But I can fulfill an aspiration that I thought died long ago.”
We walked back through the long corridor of wood beams, painted dragons and phoenixes, and mosaic floor, until we got back to Salvador, who now leaned his butt on the corridor banister, looking out across the lake in his own meditative state. “You good?” I asked.
“Good as I can be with this bum knee. Helluva lot of things would be good if it wasn’t for that.”
I smirked. “Mark always said that about you.”
“Said what?”
“Said that any time you slip up, you blame it on the knee.”
Salvador grew red as a beet and looked like he was ready to break one of the wooden beams in half. “Mark’s an asshole. And he’s wrong.”
Mackenzie smiled. “I’m inclined to agree.”
I nodded. “I’ll leave you two to discuss your admiration for Mark while I go rustle up Wei Wei.”
I strayed again from the corridor and found Wei Wei still meditating on her smooth stone, the Garden of Virtue and Harmony as backdrop. She looked exquisite, a peaceful expression on her flawless face. If she was the most captivating sight in a place like the Summer Palace, I figured she must be the most captivating sight anywhere she went. I could’ve stood there and gazed at her for hours.
It was only a minute before she acknowledged my return. She opened her eyes and they appeared already focused on mine, as though she’d been able to see me when they were closed. She caught me staring at her and failed to contain the pleasure in her smile. That brought me a little pleasure of my own. I asked, “Well? Come up with anything?”
“Perhaps.” She began to stand from her seated position and I extended a hand to help her. “I think I’ve figured out what the ultimate symbol of Cixi’s greed could be.”
“What? The tower on the hill?”
“No.” She didn’t dwell to explain—she darted toward Mackenzie and Salvador in the Long Corridor. “Marble that floats.”
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